The Last With Pagan Blood
We storm ahead with swords and shieldsFor victory we rideWe fight the world on these battlefieldsTo re-erect the pagan pride
We draw the blood of those in our wayIt's victory or dieWith pounding, raging fury we slayThe Christian hounds will pay
Charge ahead, no retreatNo mercy, none shall liveTo us there is no defeatNo remorse to give
A wind of power blows from the northThe enemy shivers to the coreWe slay with strength, pushing forthSilence before the storm
The gates of Valhalla open upThe ground beneath us shakesAs Odin leads the gods to warThe rainbow bridge cracks
Nothing can stop this final attackWe carve up all in our pathNow there is no turning backFinal battle is here at last
A feast awaits us when we returnAwaiting all that fought in wrathBy the long fires we sit in gloryAnd beer will cool our sore throats
We are few but strong in willThe last with pagan bloodWe fought the world with burning steelNow we sit in hall of gods
Pride and glory in our heartsPride and glory in our hearts